GAR
Gar gripped his hands to fists. "While Anima I admire have to fight ghosts and gods, I find myself preparing to step on hard earth, to put my hands on an enemy's throat. To sink my teeth into his flesh," he growled. All the predators snarled with him. "But make no mistake… Death is never beautiful. War will hurt everyone involved.
"I pray that the Creator goes before us and we meet this enemy with pride and strength, I pray we spill their blood and remove them from our world!" The warriors started to cheer and shout, but Gar shook his head and raised his voice more. "But more than that, more than victory, I want peace. I want to return to my… my family. My mate. I want to have a life to come back to. And I want that for you, as well." He swallowed the pinch in his throat and made his voice stronger to speak past it.
